I was cleaning the floors today so had to move the dogs' water bowls out the way and put them on the side. Halfway through I stopped for a cup of tea then I heard Glyn lapping water from another room. It took awhile before I realised that there shouldn't be any water down for him to drink and went to investigate. The charming boy was happily drinking from the toilet bowl in lieu of their water bowl. Nice. Just glad there was no Loo Bloo or clearner in there at the time!
I always thought drinking from the toilet bowl was in the same category as burying bones, names like 'Fido' or 'Rover' and fetching slippers; there may be an element of truth to some of them, but generally they're just stereotypes. Guess I was wrong there with the drinking toilet water one!
The mostly stressed ramblings and antics of an easily distracted zoology graduate.
Quidam_Ela
About Me
- Lainey
- I am a zoology graduate living in the UK with my husband and son. I work as an Associate Editor, and dabble a bit in freelance writing. I have a mixed breed dog called Tangent who is as obedient as his name suggests.
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